4th Disciple - Impossible lyrics

[RZA] Yo, check check it [Tekitha] You can never defeat [RZA] Yo, check the method of this sh** right here one time [Tekitha] The Gods [RZA] Sparking your braincells to the upmost [Tekitha] Impossible [RZA] Unlimited epidemics being spreaded [Tekitha] You can never defeat [RZA] You know, we try and add on for y'all n***as [Tekitha] The Gods [RZA] Yo, yo [Verse One: RZA] Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence Women walk around celibate, living irrelevant The most benevolent king, communication through your dreams Mental pictures been painted, Allah's heard and seen Everywhere, throughout your surrounding atmosphere Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenements Eighty-Five percent tenants depended welfare recipients Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp At night I walk through, third eye as bright as a street lamp Electric microbes, robotic probes Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips Stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration Testing poison in prison population My occupation to stop the inauguration of Satan Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men Like Bartholomew, cause every particle is physical article Was diabolical to the last visible molecule A spaceknight like Rom, consume planets like Unicron Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron [Verse Two: U-God] United Nations, gun bias style patient Formulating rap plural acapella occupation Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest We want sanitary food, planetary conquest Thug peoples on some hardco' body sh** Get your sh** together 'fore the f** Illuminati hit Dreams is free and escape is sleep For a fool peep j**els, keep tools for tough time The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate The whole Babylon, times up, move on Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes Supposed through the gate, case closed Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright And attack, never fear cause our words is clear What's been done can't be undone Son, we can't care Cause the last days and times are surely here Snakes and flakes get blown, by the righteous ones Divine minds bind, we unified as one Half of black folk, we half broke, smoke a bowl of weed sh** Our everlasting essence stay flying over Egypt [Hook: Tekitha] For you to defeat, the Gods Impossible, you can never... defeat The Gods Impossible For you to defeat, the Gods [Verse Three: Ghostface k**ah] Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kimmy Don't go son, n***a you my motherf**ing heart Stay still son, don't move, just think about Keeba She'll be three in January, your young God needs ya The ambulance is taking too long Everybody get the f** back, excuse me b**h, gimme your jack One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly Nahhh Jamie, don't start that sh** Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin f**ed up When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks He pointed to the charm on his neck With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig Plus he dropped one, oh sh**, here come his Old Earth With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke b**hes yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen In the back of a cop car, Dirty Tasha are tellin But suddenly a chill came through it was weird Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup Deep like the full a**a**ination with a sketch of it It can't be, from Yoo-hoo to Lee's Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten [Outro: Raekwon and Tekitha] Now what my man is trying to tell y'all Is that across the whole globe The murder rates is increasin, and we decreasing So at the same time, when you play with guns When you play with guns Son That causes the conflict of you going against your own You hear me, so let's pay attention Straight up and down, cause this is only a story From the real